Have you ever heard of those mythical publications out of the sixties where spacey LSD-dosing scientists and essayists talk about drugs in the most official way possible? I had too, and today I found a glorious archive containing every volume of the ’60s publication The Psychedelic Review. Choice articles (PDF) include “The Pharmacology of Psychedelic Drugs,” “Four Psilocybin Experiences,” as well as “LSD and Sexuality.” The last one has a pretty trippy drawing on the last page, and in fact, most of the later issues are filled with all kinds of trippy content. Anyway, this place is awesome so go check it out. Leave any comments you may have below.

This is the story of an adventure undertaken by your dear author.

At 5:40 PM, I ingested 2.9 grams of slightly damp psilocybin mushrooms at a friend’s residence. Shortly after consuming the magical fungus, my friends and I made our leave and walked back to my own residence at a brisk pace. The air was not warm, and this coupled with my fast walking caused me not to feel the initial come-up. After a quarter-hour of travel we arrive at our destination and I am coming up hard. I sit down at my computer and initiate play of the song Sheep by Pink Floyd. I’m tripping hard at this point, and some serious visuals are manifesting in front of my open eyes. (more…)

This article was written for the site by Lotus, who you may remember as the author of the article on driving while high. What you are about to read is a really, really bad idea. You should not attempt to do anything described in this article unless you want to die. With that out of the way…

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One of the greatest things about weed that I’m sure all smokers can attest to is how it makes almost every activity better in some way. From the sedentary lifestyle of sitting in front of the TV or computer screen to getting outside and exercising, everything just seems better. And, to most of us, we can do these things without much sacrifice to skill level or reflexes. 

So, with this in mind, I decided to combine my two loves: marijuana and motocross. To protect my identity, I won’t release the information about my bike. But know that I’m an intermediate level rider (to the layman, this is, in MX racing class terms, the level just under pro or expert) who has over ten years of riding and racing experience under his belt. My bike is a finely tuned race machine, and under inexperienced hands it has the capability to cause serious harm.

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This trip report was written by a person I know who is a student at a private college in the southern US. The comments at the end of this document should serve as a reminder that it’s always worth testing the pills you get so that at the very least you know what you’re dosing yourself with. Safety should always be prioritized above all else when it comes to drug hobbies.

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Experience Report: 10/25/08

Time of consumption: 10:30 PM

Substance consumed: two “ecstasy” pills

• red, tightly packed with pink spots
• Glock pistol logo
• indented edge at top
• no smell/taste (swallowed)

I purchased three hits of ecstasy a few months ago and had tried one pill back then.  It was different from these two… the first one was a blue ribbon.  The other two were red pills with pink spots packed tightly in there.  The front was outlined by an indented ring around the pill, and it was emblazoned with the indentation of a Glock pistol.

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Last Friday, I took 2.5 grams total of psilocybe cubensis mushrooms. To be more specific, I ate 1.5 grams at 6:22 PM, following up with an additional 1 gram dose an hour later. I ate the shrooms straight, chewing them fully and assisting my swallows with iced Gatorade. Many have written to great length on the subject of culinary masks for hiding the innate taste of the fungi, but I simply chewed and swallowed. The shrooms contained at their core the sort of earthy taste possessed by most types of culinary mushrooms consumed in Western culture, and I can almost see myself liking the taste of these mushrooms.

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This trip report was written by an avid weed smoker I know. He’ll probably write some more stuff for us in the future, so post what you think of this trip report down below.

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For years people have used psychedelic drugs to get in touch with their spiritual side, even to try to meet God. This has become less prevalent in our modern world as people have become less religious, less spiritual and more inclined to get ‘fucked up.’ Unfortunately for these people, strong psychedelics can carry them into places they never thought existed, and they can meet God even if they weren’t intending to, or ready for it. This is the story of how I spiritually met God, died, learned the meaning of life and achieved nirvana, all while putting me and my friend’s lives in real mortal danger.

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